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“You’re late,” says a voice from behind me. “Traffic was…” I turn to find the beautiful shirtless man staring at me. Now he has that hot guy–stare thing going on, and I nearly swallow my tongue. “Vivian…” he says. I know that voice. That sexy, deep voice. “You’re looking for me,” he tells me matter-of-factly. “You’re Mitch?” He grins and puts that T-shirt on. Slowly. Like a reverse striptease. I hold my breath. My face feels hot. My mouth is dry. My heart thinks I’ve started working out already. My uterus is now doing the choreography from the climax of Flashdance. What a feeling! Let’s make this happen! He looks me straight in the eyes as he lets go of the bottom of his T-shirt, shrugs, and drags his fingers through his hair. “Yeah. I am. But you might remember me as Fat Brad…” It’s the strangest thing. He says those words, almost in slow motion, and as I stare into those green eyes, his toned, angular face morphs into the face of a chubby teenage boy. The face of a boy I used to know so well. And I forget where I am. I forget when I am. Brad. My Brad. Bradley. My best friend from high school. The boy I have missed for so long. The friendship I’ve been missing for so, so long. Here. Him. Brad Mitchell. “It’s you?” Read more of Vivian and Brad's reunion in this steamy rom-com. FREE in Kindle Unlimited, in ebook, and paperback now. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FFZQB82X